Letters from the boat Part 1

15/12/1937

To My Dear Sarah:

Its been awhile since i last saw you. I'm sorry, but after what happened at home, I just couldn't find a way to stay back you with guys any more. It has taken a toll on me and I just can't bear to be home again. I guess you already know what has happened in the family, it is tragic, so I have decided to moved on.

As i left home, I wondered about the docks hoping to find a job away from all this madness and sorrow. Boats were all in the dock and crews were taking a break for winter. Weather was freezing. I met this Captain by the name of Captain Nehemiah. He owns a small oiler vessel that carries oil to many cities in the world and he needed a janitor and cooking crew. You must be thinking with my qualifications I must be crazy but I took the job at 2$ an hour. This baby is an old ship almost a century old but shes still a beauty. Captain has done a good job keeping it in shape and keeping its sea legs operational. I heard sailors have died in this vessel before. Ugh that scares me.

Sarah, please don't come looking for me, the boat has left the port last week, and I am headed over the horizon. I know you want to see me, but I don't want to see you. Please honour my wish. You won't be seeing me for a long long time but I am writing you this letter to let you know that I am okay and to ask that you not worry about me.

As we set sail, all the troubles that plagued both of us seemed so distant, like a dream, and now all that I see is a wide open ocean with nothing in its way. It is as though the ship will continue sailing for a thousand years and never stop. The horizon seems so distant, yet with everyday, it remains the same. It is like a dream that cannot end, a tale that continues on and on, a goal that cannot be reached. Captain tells me it's something mysteries the horizon is. After all he knows best, he's been on this ship for more than 30 years. I guess he has seen everything. He says he's from a small town in Arkansas but I don't buy it. He looks more like a New Yorker. Sounds like one too.

Now Sarah, I am curious, hows the boy? Has he been well fed and being taught well? I heard he loves the sight of strangers. I'm glad to see he is still as cute as ever. He was given to us by your aunty isn't that right? She thought a dog would comfort us as we endured the tragedy at home. It DID NOT HELP. I cried even more when the dog was around. As he sat himself on my lap and tucked his head when I was down. That damn old dog was one of the only friends in the world come to think about it. But in the end, what had to happen still happened and it wasn't fair to you or to me. I know you feel the same way and you also wish it could have played out differently. Stop hiding your emotions. You hated the way it happened. Why do you still stay ?

As I write you this letter, I am nearly 30000 miles away from home, and i send you my love.

Signed,

Arthur

Your loving .......

Letters from the boat series

Hey guys, im gonna be starting a series called letters from the boat series.

This series is gonna be a series of letters which I will release chronologically every 2 weeks on Thursday. I can't really describe what this series is all about, but you gotta go along as letters are released.

All the letters will be addressed to different people. And each of them will be unique and reveal alittle bit about the author and his background. So the only way you are gonna enjoy and understand the story is by reading all the letters that will be released.

First installment on Thursday

The simple things!

I've been taking up lotsa photography lately with my new canon A1000IS , it aint a DSLR sadly lol but it can get the job done pretty well. I thought i was only gonna use it for like normal shots at camp but i ended up loving to take scenery and really really small stuff using macro mode. Super awesome shots. Well i just got back from the Phillipines and also Frasher's Hill and i got plenty of shots to show you guys. I guess the shots i took really showed the essence of what i mean by "Blessings Through a Magnifying Glass" cause i guess the best thing to sum up the events of the year is that everything is a blessing from God, but how much blessing a person receives depends on how you look at the things God has given you.

Look at it this way, have you ever thanked God that you have a bar of Kit kat?

Or how about a watch?

Or how about a house?

Or how about a car?

Or how about a computer?

Or how about a bottle of mineral water?

Or how about just being alive?

Now, to a guy who makes a good living, maybe a kit kat, a watch and a bottle of water ain't that big a deal. I mean, stuff like that i can just buy it with money. Maybe the car, the house and computer could be considered a blessing to a person who makes a good living.

Now to a guy who makes like a super duper awesome living, i believe all of that wouldn't matter.

Got a bar of kit kat? duhhh

Got a watch? duhhhhhhh

How bout a house? got one by the beach and one near the ocean

Car? 17 of em

Computer? latest

Mineral water? u kidding?

How bout being alive? Ill think bout that.......

Okay the final study, a poor guy who makes a living collecting scrap metal?

All of the stuff would mean a big deal to him, even if he were to be able to obtain just a bottle of mineral water or even better ..... coke! .... would put a big big smile on his face.

I believe in all the case studies, we can judge the best with something i call a "Smile-ometer!"

So average guy who gets a bar of kit kat!! = 5 1/2 smile!

A rich dude who gets a bar of kit kat!! = 3 1/4 smile!

A poor dude who collects scrap = Priceless!

There are somethings money can't buy, for everything else there is............... lol

I guess what people really look for in this life is happiness, honestly, who wouldn't want to be happy?

But it seems that as we grow into a richer and richer state we tend to want more more more, and think about ME ME ME , but we tend to forget the simple things that brought us joy when we were in different circumstances. Even to the simplest thing of BEING ALIVE!

The easiest example: When you were a child, the mere sight of a toy made you happy, and that toy became like your best friend, eg: you would talk to it or hit it or cuddle it as you go to sleep lol . But as you grow up, you find that you aren't as fond of that toy as you once was, and somehow the toy goes missing, left on the shelf and eventually given away. And now our joy comes in the form of newer more expensive toys. But are we really happy?

I think the person who is truly happy is the person who gets stuff when he really really needs it or never is capable of getting it, and he experiences more joy than any person in the world.

Everything given to you, ain't just simply because it was given to you, but its because God entrusted it to you! :)